The Strongest Mythical Emperor
Chapter 107 Yehua Temple Withered Palm

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 Yehua Temple Withered Palm

"Pfft, don’t worry, Brother Qin Jun, I’ll be breaking through to the Earth Immortal Realm very soon, and then we won’t have to be afraid anymore!" Li said with a smirk, glancing at Daji, which made the corner of Daji’s mouth twitch.

The others were startled, and though they didn’t understand what the Earth Immortal Realm was, they knew it must be a realm that transcended the Transforming Void Realm!

"The bloodline seal is only at least of the Earth Immortal Realm, but it’s possible that the enemy has more than Earth Immortal cultivation. Moreover, since he is an elder of the Black Night Pavilion, it’s possible that he could turn the whole Black Night Pavilion against the Young Master," the Roaring Sky Dog suddenly said, frightening Ye Xuan and the others into looking at it with terror.

This seemingly ordinary black dog could actually talk!

As an elder of a power faction, he certainly had great authority. Combined with the Black Night Pavilion being the largest assassin organization in the Southern Domain, if they were to mobilize all their assassins to attack Qin Jun, it would be unstoppable.

Little did they know that Qin Jun didn’t care at all, he waved his hand and laughed, "I’ll face the soldiers with the generales and stem the water with the earth. If I don’t kill him, I will still offend the Black Night Pavilion, so it’s better he’s dead."

Upon careful thought, everyone agreed.

What of the Earth Immortal Realm?

The Roaring Sky Dog was at the Earth Immortal Realm!

Plus, Qin Jun had Evening Star at the Immortal Realm as his trump card—he had nothing to lose!

With that mindset, Qin Jun walked over to the group of black-armored warriors, firing one shot after another, ending their lives and once again reaping over ten thousand experience points. After a period of training, he would be able to break through to the third layer of the Golden Elixir Realm.

"How can this black dog talk?"

"It’s said that once demon beasts cultivate to a certain realm, they can speak human languages. Haven’t you noticed that the Cangjun Wolf is very respectful towards that black dog?"

"Could it also be a third-order demon beast?"

"Possibly!"

Ye Xuan, Yang Lan, Zong Yan, and Murong Xuan began to discuss the Roaring Sky Dog, and Zhu Yanqing also looked at it with curiosity.

So far, including Qin Jun, no one had seen the Roaring Sky Dog make a move.

It was a pity that the number one divine beast of the Journey to the West didn’t even have a chance to show its abilities!

When they returned to the carriage, Qin Jun said with a smile, "Let’s move on, don’t worry about the Black Night Pavilion anymore. We have to hurry to the Nanzhuo Dynasty. In a few days, the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition will start screening competitors."

Fortunately, the screening for the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition lasted for a month, or else they would have missed it for sure.

"Continue the journey!"

The captain of the guard hurriedly commanded, and Qin Jun, holding Daji and Li’s hands, returned to the carriage. As they passed the carriage where Evening Star was, his voice reached Qin Jun’s ears, "Even I am not sure I can defeat the leader of the Black Night Pavilion."

Qin Jun nearly stumbled and fell.

Brother!

Why are you putting pressure on me when you love to boast at other times?

Qin Jun sent back a message, "The head of the Black Night Pavilion won’t come all the way to kill me for the sake of I an elder’s son."

Unless he’s really that idle!

Inside the carriage, Evening Star shook his head with a smile; it seemed he couldn’t intimidate this youngster.

The team continued on. After getting back into the carriage, Qin Jun sat down to cultivate. Li and Daji did not disturb him; they understood that even though Qin Jun appeared calm, he was actually under a great deal of pressure, so he needed to use the time to cultivate.

...

In a mountain range incomparably far from the Canglan Kingdom, stood a peak devoid of vegetation towering among the mountains. At the peak, there was a palace, the sky was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, where thunder and lightning crackled, and the clouds weighed heavily upon the mountain ready to crumble.

Deep in the palace, a black-robed elder was sitting cross-legged, hands placed on his knees, with a ball of black energy pulsating eerily and grimly between his palms.

Just at that moment, a bright light shot in from outside the hall, startling the old man into opening his eyes, which were a bloody hue. Combined with his bark-like face, he resembled a demonic creature.

"The bloodline mark of An Xiao!"

The black-robed elder’s face changed, and he quickly grabbed the light before slapping it onto his forehead, his eyes following suit and closing.

Three seconds later, the black-robed elder abruptly opened his eyes, and a terrifyingly peerless aura burst forth from his body, causing everything in the palace to tremble.

"You dare to kill my son, I will surely exterminate everyone related to you!"

The black-robed elder gnashed his teeth and said fiercely, his gaze flickered as he shouted, "Evil Dragon! Come forth!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a shadow emerged from a dark corner of the palace, appearing like a shadow, his clothes and face indiscernible, revealing only the outline of his body and a pair of chilling eyes.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"An Xiao has been killed!" said the black-robed elder calmly, a calm that held unimaginable rage.

"What, how could Lord An Xiao have been killed? Didn’t he go to undertake a mission in the Qianyue Kingdom?" The Evil Dragon exclaimed in disbelief.

"The strongest in the Qianyue Kingdom is merely at the Ascending Mortal Realm. Could it be the work of other powers?"

An Xiao was the black-robed elder’s favorite son; his death would definitely not be overlooked by the old man.

"The adversary is a Transforming Void Realm cultivator, so I need you to take action," the black-robed elder said coldly. From the final images captured by the bloodline mark, he recognized Fa Hai’s ability as that of the Transforming Void Realm.

Transforming Void Realm!

The Evil Dragon’s pupils shrank, but he did not refuse, nor did he dare to.

"Additionally, the opponent has an underling, a senior monk who uses the Withered Palm. Go investigate at Yehua Temple first; I will draw his likeness for you," the black-robed elder said with a heavy voice.

"Yes!"

...

As the night fell, Qin Jun, who was still unaware that an elder of the Black Night Pavilion had begun to take action, was seeking guidance from Fa Hai.

"Venerable monk, can you teach me the palm technique you displayed this afternoon?" asked Qin Jun, rubbing his hands together with a grin, while Ye Xuan and the others seated around another campfire also pricked up their ears.

Qin Yun’s eyes also lit up next to him; that palm from Fa Hai had been earth-shattering, and it was still vivid in their memories.

"It is the Withered Palm, a secret technique of our Yehua Temple, not to be divulged," Fa Hai said with a shake of his head and a smile, politely refusing Qin Jun’s request.

Withered Palm!

It appeared to be a new skill that Fa Hai had learned in this world, no wonder it was not listed in the attribute list.

But Qin Jun was still itching to learn about the Withered Palm; it was just so domineering. It could shatter mountains and split stones, making it hard to avoid. While it lacked flashiness, its destructive power was terrifying.

"Hmph! If you won’t teach, you won’t teach! Brother Qin Jun, I’ll teach you!" Li sulked, pouting as she clung to Qin Jun’s arm. The little girl stuck to Qin Jun like a burr, a source of both pain and pleasure for him.

The pain was because Daji was present, preventing him from plucking Li.

"What can you teach me, when you are a member of the Dragon Clan?" Qin Jun said, waving his hand; Daji’s racial limitations were the reason she couldn’t teach him skills.

"Yes, I can! I can teach you a body tempering cultivation method that will make your physique as strong as the Dragon Clan!" Li said somewhat excitedly, her face turning red as if Qin Jun had insulted her.

Body tempering cultivation method?

As strong as the Dragon Clan?

Qin Jun’s eyes immediately lit up, and so did the eyes of Qin Yun and Ye Xuan’s group not far away.